Yes, Madam Prime Minister

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Agustina stood next to Dinia, also dressed in a women's uniform, the style identical. Her coat was draped over the back of the sofa, but her dress was predominantly blue-black, with a sword badge on her right pocket representing the National Security Bureau. Her boots were also black leather high-tops. Underneath her uniform skirt, like Elena, she wore thick black stockings. Like Elena, she was unconventional; one leg was bent at the knee and resting on the sofa, the stockings on her calf and foot stretched to a semi-transparent level. Her other leg lay straight on a slipper on the floor, straight and slightly muscular. She had previously worn a pair of mid-length ribbed black knit stockings, which she had removed. In the firelight, her toes and heels appeared slightly translucent, exceptionally alluring.

The way this female officer is relaxing makes you want to make her even more passionate right away.

Faith's stockings were still the old-fashioned coffee color; anyway, they were either coffee or tan, but one of her feet was there, gently dangling her toe on her slipper.

A restrained exterior hides a restless heart; only by pinning her down can he truly calm her.

The only guest, the Moon Goddess, Kate Pierre, also followed local customs, wearing only a pair of slightly thick white stockings, which were tinged with a pale gold by the firelight.

"Let me start from the beginning. It all started after my first meeting with Dinia, when the Pied Piper people caused trouble."

The Sea Flute Incident, Gardener Tyr, Primal Power, Nameless Alien Island, Alien People, Alien Civilization, Colonial Pyramid Incident, Purple-Clad Organization, Crystal Skull Skeleton, Tower of Babel, Creator God, Celestial Realm, Androids, Soul Transfer Technique, Immortality, Northern Ice Plains, Moon Goddess, World Composition.

Finally, Ronan highlighted Caterpillar and his plans for her future.

Of those present, only Ronan had truly experienced everything. The others had shared some experiences with Ronan, while others had not.

Ronan briefly recounted everything in chronological order, and also revealed another side of the truth about this world: the Creator God created this world, but he no longer exists. Afterwards, otherworldly beings came to this world and tampered with the Celestial Realm that the Creator God used to operate magic. After that, magic underwent new developments. The Western Continent had the Oath of Heaven and Destiny, while other places were different. Soon after, the otherworldly beings left, leaving only the Gardener Tyr, the Moon Goddess, and other artificial intelligence robots.

"By all accounts, I, Dinia, am already an immortal, Ambrina is one too, Faith is another kind of immortal, and Elena can live for a long time now. I've decided to transplant crystal skull skeletons into Alice and Agustina in a few days as well."

Ronan said.

As he spoke, Ronan suddenly remembered something and turned to Kate Pierre. “By the way, Kate, Master Stefan is very knowledgeable about liquid souls, which are somewhat similar to yours. He is also the principal of the magic academy. You can go to him. Remember to mention my name.”

Kate Peter put down his glass. "You have to pay my tuition."

“Okay, but remember to go to work at the Technology Development Center. You’re the deputy director.” Ronan agreed, while reminding her that she still had to go to work.

The Technology Development Center is a unit under the Security Bureau, responsible for researching various industrial and agricultural technologies. Canaan is in charge of weapons research and development, Ronan brought back from the colonies the one who can tinker with lathes, and Haidi, who is in charge of agricultural technology, are all in this unit.

“No problem, I’m a very professional person,” Caterpillar replied.

Ronan stopped talking to her and got to the point, "I've been away for almost a month, let me tell you about the situation at the Ministry of the Interior."

Alice replied, "The framework has been set up, but apart from the Postal Transportation Bureau and the Royal Palace Command, there is a severe shortage of personnel."

"The Security Bureau will soon have enough. A group of low-ranking mages and novice mages will arrive, but they won't be assigned to work yet. They need to be properly trained. Dinia and I will personally oversee this training. If agents don't have a suitable and firm belief, they will inevitably become ruthless and cowardly executioners."

Chapter 363 The Situation, the Business, Ronan's Consistent Style

Hearing Ronan's words, Agustina was relieved; she no longer had to be a lone commander.

Alice was somewhat worried. "What should the Oversight Bureau do? I'm just a deputy director of the investigation department, but Director Cheney comes from the Treasury Department and is part of the Prime Minister's faction. I don't even have the right to express my opinion on personnel issues. Once he brings in those corrupt bureaucrats, I'll be helpless. Then the Oversight Bureau will really become an agency where bureaucrats supervise themselves."

Alice was in a hurry. Her position in the Ministry of the Interior was quite low; she was the head of the investigation department under the Inspectorate of the Ministry of the Interior, and she was only a deputy.

Of course, the others weren't much better; Agustina was just the head of the operations department under the security bureau.

Elena, on the other hand, was a complete office worker; she was the head of personnel at the Security Bureau.

The current structure of the Ministry of the Interior is as follows: Dinia is the minister, Ronan is the director of the Bureau of Commerce and Industry, and Elena works under him, nominally in charge of personnel matters, but in reality, she mainly serves as Ronan's assistant.

The previous operation against the Territory Management Department did manage to recruit some people, but these people were originally diligent workers from the Territory Management Department in the localities. As we all know, diligent workers are always in the minority, so the Security Bureau is still short-staffed.

Then there's the Ombudsman's Office, headed by Cheney, who is a division chief under the Treasury Department's General Administration of Taxation. As Alice said, he's part of the Prime Minister's faction. The Ombudsman's leadership is now complete, and Alice is barely a minor leader with no real power.

The Bureau of Supervision is also short-staffed, and Alice is worried that the director will transfer people from other departments.

Then there's the Security Bureau, a special agency. The director's position is vacant, and there are also many vacancies in the heads of other units. Agustina is the head of the Operations Department, and for the time being, she is the highest-ranking officer in the department. Unfortunately, she is currently all alone and has no subordinates. However, Ronan has already made arrangements, and someone will be there soon.

Of course, these people need to undergo some training.

The head of the Postal and Transportation Bureau is Baron Prospelle of Durand. He was originally a lone commander, but after Ronan's maneuvering, the local personnel who originally belonged to the Territory Administration Department became his people. Together with the people from the original postal system, his unit was able to function normally.

As for the Royal Palace Command, it's essentially just the Royal Guard with a new bureaucratic label; everyone in it is the same old Royal Guard personnel.

Seeing that Ronan didn't answer, Alice looked at him with some impatience.

Ronan glared at Alice sternly. "Alice, didn't I say we'd leave the Bureau of Inspectorate to them for now? Besides, Director Cheney hasn't arbitrarily expanded the staff, has he? That means he's willing to communicate. If you want to say what you think, I can only say I don't want to hear it."

“I…” Alice clenched her fist.

Ambrina wanted to speak up for Alice, but Ronan pinched her thigh, reminding her not to express her opinion, so Ambrina had to swallow the words she was about to say.

“You’re not a child anymore. You need to learn to respect your direct supervisor,” Ronan said bluntly.

Alice stopped talking.

Dinia, who had been listening and thinking, clapped her hands to put a pause on the conversation, then turned her gaze to Ronan, "Where was the first shot fired?"

“Security Bureau, I need to discuss a big deal with some domestic capitalists, and the meeting will be held before the governors’ conference after the new year,” Ronan replied.

The governors' conference is held in the first half of each year, and the governors of each state must come to the capital to report to the king on their work from the previous year.

"What big business?" Ambrina asked curiously.

Ronan replied, "Amending the law, no, I should say adding some new laws concerning property rights, in general, to establish the principle of fair trade in legal form, protect private property, safeguard the development of industry and commerce, and incidentally lay the groundwork for the future introduction of a real civil code."

"So the meeting was scheduled before the governors' meeting, so that the governors of each state could bring along some of their most important businessmen along the way."

"Of course, in this process, we also need to get the big capitalists in the country to agree to our department's constraints on them. If they don't agree, then I'll just have to show them what 'unfair competition' really means."

"At that time, we will also involve some law students. Anyway, their future prospects are bleak if they go to work in the court, so they might as well work in the security bureau."

"In fact, the core objective is to take this opportunity to bring college students here."

Ronan said.

If this big deal goes through, great; if it fails, it doesn't matter. The most important thing is to take the opportunity to recruit another batch of passionate young people to strengthen the Security Bureau's workforce.

Ronan didn't think he was wrong at all to say that the courts had no future.

The kingdom was a semi-feudal, semi-civilian state. On the one hand, judicial independence was nonexistent; the court's indictment was simply, with officials asking, "Who here accuses me?"

"It's not that I'm innocent, it's..."

The scenario of "we'll spend money to seek justice at the Royal Court in the capital" isn't something that happens every day. After all, many plaintiffs don't even have the chance to walk into court alive. On the other hand, judges still use customary law, laws from some ancient empires thousands of years ago, and decrees issued by past kings as the basis for their judgments. That's practically letting judges operate arbitrarily.

"That's really in line with your usual style," Dinia commented with a smile.

Ronan's consistent style is to do one thing and achieve multiple goals.

Moreover, most people wouldn't understand what his true goals are.

To Dinia's seemingly complimentary words, Ronan could only sigh, "There's nothing we can do about it. There are too many people in the entire bureaucracy who don't get along with us. No matter what method we use or what kind of people we choose, it's too easy for these damn bureaucrats to interfere with us if we recruit directly. We can only create a big storm and use that storm to achieve our goal."

"That's all for today. We can discuss the details later."

"Then I'll be going now," Dinia said, taking her leave.

“Me too,” Agustina followed closely behind.

They then bid farewell and left, following the others.

In the blink of an eye, only Ronan and Ambrina remained in the room. Ronan was about to say a few words to Ambrina when she suddenly got up, slipped on her slippers, and ran out.

A short while later, Ambrina returned with Alice.

Ambrina patted Alice on the shoulder. "Alice, just say what you have to say. With me here, if he dares to scold you again, I'll hit him."

Alice's face darkened, and she said in a low voice, "I was wrong just now, but I'm really worried that if a department like the Bureau of Supervision has a bad atmosphere from the very beginning, it will be very difficult to correct it later."

"Do you know why you're only a deputy section chief?" Ronan asked.

Alice was taken aback; she truly didn't know.

Ronan shook his head and smiled. "Because you immediately go into hedgehog mode with anyone you think has a different opinion or stance from yours. It was fine when you were working under me, but now that you're a central official, it's not good. Let me give you a piece of advice: it's okay if you disagree, but not communicating will cause problems."

Chapter 364 Let's reason things out and work together; we can't get things done by wasting money.

Ronan's feelings for Alice were more complicated than Elena's, because in addition to being her adopted daughter, sister, and lover, he also felt a sense of guilt and responsibility. Although it was Alice's father's own actions that led to the destruction of his family, Ronan couldn't say he had no connection to it at all.

"What do you think is the purpose of communicating with these people?"

Ronan asked a question.

Alice quickly replied, "I know them."

“You’ve got it backwards. It’s about letting them get to know you,” Ronan said, then explained, “You’re someone who wants to get things done, not a bureaucrat just coasting along. Whether it’s your superiors, colleagues, or subordinates, whether they’re potential friends or enemies, they’ll only express their attitude towards you after they get to know you. Only then will they take action when you’re ready to act. Only when they take action can you distinguish friend from foe, respond accordingly, and ultimately use the power of the system you’re in to accomplish what you want to achieve, instead of acting like a child who sees someone else having candy and immediately wants some, indirectly asking me to find ways to promote you and increase your power.”

"Go and talk to your colleagues, then get them together to discuss it with your boss. Whether he agrees or not is his business, whether you say it or not is your business. Don't be afraid of others knowing what you want to do. This is the attitude that a person who wants to do great things should have."

Ambrina wholeheartedly agreed with this statement. Ronan was never afraid of others knowing what he was going to do, and often he would even give advance notice. After his announcement, all parties would start to move. Only when both enemies and friends were in action would Ronan begin to exert his true strength.

“Yes,” Alice replied.

"That's settled then, you can go back now." After saying that, Ronan waved for Alice to go back on her own. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Alice was still a little short of being able to stand on her own and needed more training.

Ambrina suddenly called out to Alice, "Where are you going, Alice? Stay, let's stay together tonight."

“Ah, this…” Ronan suddenly found himself speechless.

A short while later, the three arrived at Ambrina's bedroom.

In the spacious bedroom, there were two large coal stoves, burning smokeless honeycomb briquettes. The honeycomb briquettes and stoves were naturally made by Ronan. However, the Kingdom of Fas was a coal-scarce country, and high-quality coal was even rarer. But did that prevent the royal family from using imported high-quality coal? It just meant spending a little more money.

In addition to the coal stove for heating, there was also aromatherapy, making the entire bedroom not only warm but also fragrant.

On the large bed, Ronan lay half-reclined. Ambrina quickly ripped off her floral knitted socks and tossed them aside, leaving only thick pinkish-white pantyhose. Alice also took off her light brown cotton socks, leaving only flesh-colored stockings.

Ambrina crawled a couple of steps, grabbed Ronan's still limp penis with one hand, opened her mouth and sucked on it, moving it up and down. Soon the thing became a hard, huge object.

Ambrina relented and turned to look at Alice. "Alice, come here."

"I..." Alice hesitated. She had been with Elena many times, but Ambrina was in front of her, and she felt a little awkward.

Ambrina smiled, took out a glass jar from the alternate dimension, drizzled some chocolate sauce on Ronan's jar, and savored it with relish.

A moment later, Ronan felt something and gently stepped back from Ambrina. "My princess, it is my turn to serve you."

Ambrina took off her thick white stockings and silk panties, tossing them aside. She picked up a pair of semi-transparent thin white stockings and put them on. Underneath the thin layer of white silk, a large patch of thick, dark, shiny pubic hair resembled a wildly growing desire.

Ronan did not immediately bend down, but instead looked back at Alice.

Alice understood, pouted, and then lay down on her back.

And so, Ronan gently bit down on Ambrina's fat through a layer of white silk, sticking out his tongue, while Alice held the base of Ronan's thing with one hand, taking the head into her mouth, her tongue constantly tracing around the glans.

Unbeknownst to her, Alice was also aroused. Feeling empty in her lower body, she reached into her pantyhose with her other hand and began to dig and prod with one finger.

Ambrina's pantyhose gradually became wet at the crotch, her legs crossed and clamped around Ronan's neck, her round, white toes in the white stockings sometimes curling inwards and sometimes spreading outwards.

Ronan gradually got the hang of it and suddenly bent over, and the thing went in a little deeper. Alice swallowed a part of it and made a whimpering sound. At the same time, she slapped Ronan's thigh hard to make him lift it up.

Ronan just wouldn't lift up, which made Alice so angry that she gently pinched him with her upper and lower front teeth. Ronan immediately arched his back, and Alice spat it out, threatening fiercely, "If you do that again, I'll really bite you."

“My Alice, how could you bear to part with her?” Ronan teased.

Alice glared at Ronan, grabbed her clothes, and made to leave, but Ronan pounced on her and pinned her to the bed. "It's about time to get to the main event."

As he spoke, Ronan tore open his pantyhose, thrust his hips forward, and entered her. Alice, who hadn't done this for many days, was quite wet inside and was contracting violently. Ronan immediately felt aroused and began to thrust wildly.

The slender Alice was like a small boat being battered by giant waves, constantly rocking back and forth. Sometimes she would clamp her legs tightly around Ronan's waist, trying to steady herself, and other times she would spread them wide, trying to open herself up as much as possible.

Ronan, seeing Alice's flailing little legs, simply grabbed them with both hands to stop her from moving.

Thick stockings don't have the same rough feel as thin stockings; they only have a soft, smooth texture. Ronan couldn't help himself and simply put Alice's toes into his mouth, increasing his thrusting intensity once again.

At this moment, Ambrina hugged Ronan from behind. After making Alice limp, Ronan pulled out, turned around, pressed Ambrina down, and began a new round.

A moment later, Ronan picked up Ambrina, stood on the bed, and began to lift her up and down.

The long night officially begins at this moment.

The next morning, after breakfast, Ronan and Ambrina went to the palace to meet the king.

Lucien looked increasingly aged; though not yet fifty, he now appeared to be a seventy-year-old. After a few simple greetings, Lucien inquired about the Ministry of the Interior in Ronan.

Ronan told his father-in-law, the king, everything about his plans.

Lucien took off his glasses, rubbed them, and put them back on. "Is the Supervisory Bureau just going to do nothing?"

“Actually, the Inspectorate isn’t that important,” Ronan replied. “The main purpose of the Ministry of the Interior is to give the monarch his own information channels so that he can avoid being misled by a group of ministers, and to have the ability to directly transmit instructions to the localities. As for the officials, there is no way to supervise them. The role of the Inspectorate in the future will only be to conduct some investigations involving officials. Saying that we will supervise officials is just to scare them.”

Ronan told his father-in-law the truth.

In this era of imperfect systems and underdeveloped communication, talking about supervising officials is not entirely impossible, but it's too costly.

Most things in this world that are too expensive to do are simply impossible.

Chapter 365 Family Matters: Underestimating Them, Low-Class Methods

As the New Year approached, everything in the capital remained as usual. The citizens did not feel any changes, and the same was true for most officials. The Crown Prince's wedding and the establishment of the Ministry of the Interior did not bring about any changes. The "mass resignation" of local staff in the Territory Management Department had caused quite a stir, but it did not have any impact on other departments. Everyone did what they were supposed to do, did what they were supposed to do, and took what they were supposed to take.

The Ministry of the Interior, apart from the Post Office, looks like a stagnant pool.

Minister Dinia came to work in the morning, then disappeared, and then reappeared in the afternoon before leaving.